Hope You Niggas Sleep - Featuring Hot Boys/Big Timer
Notorious Big
Check the pain I inflict, like a convict the Fulton digger
Jump in the Acura Vigor, after I stick ya
Rip ya like a razor, straight up Henny with no chaser
Watch me erase ya, misplace ya
Put you in the back with the derelicts, yeah, I pop plenty s***
Chump, I'm making hits, no time for the crack rock and s***
Took it to another level
Now I'm getting crazy papes, getting paid from the devils
Another amateur trying to damage the pedigree
Of the B I G G I E, you know it's me
Hoes I thought you know I'm smooth as a babies ass
Smooth as Teddy Pendegrass, smoke the grass, get in your ass
The Brooklyn born Teflon don, wrecking shop
Getting props, proving nobody drops
Words as potent as the blunt smoking Bed-Stuy bandit
And ****s just can't understand it
I bust a cap for the brothers in Nap Nap, Comstock
And Clinton, you know my s*** is hitting
Yeah ya'll a fly ****, Biggie Smalls
Kicking flavor, make a **** wanna dig up in they drawers
For the burner, catch a body, I got styles like karate
Jujitsu, when I hit you then I split you like a cantaloupe
Hope you got a rope to hang yourself
I rob for self from Brooklyn, where else?
Fat like a Lexus coupe, I'll rip your troop
Not even Lois Lnae could get the scoop
What you think I'm stupid, my crew is mad deep
I hope you ****s sleep
I throw a bomb through you window
Burn you up and your h**
I catch your mama going to therapy
And cut her throat
You lil' sister walking home from school
I abduct her, then I f*** her
I hit ya park close up with the Louisville Slugger
BGeezy is the h*****, ignorant motherf***er
I was taught how to bust heads by the best head busters
Cluckers, you know I got'em 2 for 1 my ****
I'm on V.L. if you want me, get some my ****, come on
Thuggin' is my thing, if I'm beefing I'm bangin'
Slanging, it's in my nature, gotta be about my paper
Haters, I don't like 'em, b****es, I don't trust 'em
N****s, I can't stand 'em, I creep down and pluck 'em
Strap say in my hand, I gotta protect mine
N****s trying to pull it off, pop goes the nine
That's how it gotta be in these uptown streets
And a **** like me, I play the game for keep
I remember when ****z slang heroin up in balloons
I paid attention to everything, from killings to cartoons
Got a picture of Malcolm X on the wall in my room B****